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Post by yaburu on Oct 23, 2008 11:47:37 GMT -5
“Commander Dore-Ay, we’ve been monitoring multiple transmissions from many of the other race’s ships. There’s been a lot of talk out there these past few days.”
Dore-Ay looked at the young cadet, his skull still not even half covered with markings. “Only reason any of the races would be communicating with each other is to forge potential alliances.” Dore-Ay announced.
“But a lot of the races out there are too war-like to ally with each other for very long, right sir?” the cadet asked.
Dore-Ay smiled. “That’s right Jok-Toon. Even if they are able to forge an alliance, they’ll immediately begin plotting ways to sink a knife into their ally while they sleep in their chambers. Bah. Let them talk, let them waste time trying to create fragile partnerships with the untrustworthy. We will focus on Earth and claiming it while they bicker among themselves.” He said.
“Hail Dore-Ay!!” came the cry from every cadet on the bridge of the Kay-Un Risa
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Post by Inferno Rodan on Oct 23, 2008 18:24:04 GMT -5
General Krueger stands in the bridge of the Great Whale King, awaiting the inevitable battle at their final destination. The several technicians in front of him are intently watching over their monitors. The huge main monitor at the front of the room displays a stellar map with several blips marking the other starships closing in on the Earth Solar System. The speakers broadcast the various transmissions between the multiple ships. After a few minutes of silence, Krueger speaks up.
"Palta, is there any way we can go faster? I'd like to get there first."
"Sorry sir, we're at top speed now."
Krueger merely grunts in response.
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Post by shadowxzeos on Oct 23, 2008 21:46:35 GMT -5
"Men, have you been listening in on the transmissions between the Razers and Klenthurians?" Asked the General. "Yeah, kinda expected Saberon to say no, serves that pissed off reptile lady right." Said a Cactine with a texan accent. The crew chuckled. "Well, we don't have to worry about that team-up. I actually would've been a bit scared if they did. That reptile lady must be on her period 24/7 or something." Said another Cactine. The crew laughed even harder. "Sir, we finally got Tyrantan and Machinedramon teleported into the Argon." Said another Cactine, informing General Neuro of the news. "Excellent, this team of ours should be good until we can bring in some reinforcements or some allies." Said an excited Neuro. "Turning cloaking on now, sir." Said a Cactine. Soon, the Argon disappeared from sight and radar. The Cactine Warship begins to travel towards the planet Earth, where the real fun will begin. A ship suddenly came out of hyperspace a few miles away from the Cactine Warship. The ship belonged to the Zeosian fleet and it was massive...it was called the Rouge Shadow.A transmission was sent to the Cactine ship directed to Captain Neuro. The transmission began. "Hello Captain Neuro, this is Reaper Zeo commander of this ship and leader of the Zeosians...my ship was on constant alert for any information that could serve our kind useful and we understand that you are looking for allies...well you can have my word that if we join up the earth could become ours easily.We have monsters and many fleets under our control.I understand if you decline but just think about it Neuro." transmission ended. The ship continued toward Earth. |
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Post by Omegarex24 on Oct 23, 2008 22:33:57 GMT -5
Admiral Garok returned to his quarters as he composed a reply to the Cactine vessel. Although Earth was deemed the Kree-Zan's by divine right, allies in the conflict would prove useful.
"I am Admiral Garok of the Kree-Zan flagship Excelion. I apologize for my tardiness, as we have had much business to attend to on our own. However, I believe that some kind of accord could be reached between our peoples. I only hope that our aims are the same, as further conflict would merely escalte the violence to unecessary levels. I await your reply."
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Post by gyaos on Oct 24, 2008 19:08:07 GMT -5
The Zarkonn commander stared at his large holo-screen.
"FROST is no match for these creatures combined...He shall need help!"
"And how will we do that commander?" replied a crewmember.
"Brodcast a message to those..cactus.....creature....things....They seem nice enough. Request an alliance with them at once!" ordered the commander.
"As you wish, my lord" said the crewmember and he immediatly began to create a message. Meanwhile, the commander turned around and looked into a new window that overlooked a large hangar. In the middle of the hangar was the lower torso of some kind of machine, but the upper half was obscured by numerous robotic arms welding and wires.
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